Lucky Prof

[Verse 1]
A poor boy, she's a real rich girl
And that's the story. Aye-yeah!
Hey, give me one small shot
See that girl over there looking like a snob?
She look like a little, wealthy angel
I'll impress her with my Gampo talk
I say my name, she says hers too
She flip me the bird and her friends laugh like it's cool, yeah

[Hook]
Man I swear to God, I'll be as rich as you
I just need a little time
Don't you be conceited, even though you're cute
I can make you change your mind

[Verse 2]
She treats me, like a punk
If I knew any better, I would say she's a cunt
If I knew any better
I would say she's a manipulating bitch-of-a-witch with some boobs in the front
She smiles well, you can tell her friends
I think I'm in love with this girl, I'm saying oooooooo
I want to see her every single day
She looking at me like I'm dumb, but I really wanna walk her home
Her daddy say my money ain't long, ain't long, ain't long, long enough
Say oooo girl, do you think I'm some sort of fool girl? Hey-yeah!